Obviously, He Has a Crush on Me

In the wide eyes of everyone, Lu Ran slashed like lightning, hitting Jian Ming's arm.

Jiang Nuan froze there for a long time.

Amazing…

This Lu Ran is more than a hundred times more powerful than Lu Ran who usually accompanies him to practice, as if he has reached another level of freedom.

Lu Ran did not relax because of this sword, Jiang Nuan could imagine his tense nerves just by looking at his body shape.

And Jian Ming turned his face sideways, the tip of his sword seemed to be deliberately pointed at Jiang Nuan, as if to say: Look at me clearly.

It was another sword, with a clear and savage aura, and it rushed towards Lu Ran quickly. This one was a perfect combination of speed and strength, like a cracking spark, it instantly suppressed Lu Ran's resistance, and then slashed and slashed out. , There is no extra action, pure speed and explosive power, Jiang Nuan is very clear, this is a sword of painstaking determination, it seems that there is no skill worthy of comment, but such a momentum of scoring in an instant, no one can copy, Just because he is concise.

Lu Ran's momentum and determination will not be knocked down by this sword.

When he lowered his head, others might mistakenly think that he was shocked by that sword, but Jiang Nuan knew that this moment was the return of his thoughts.

He raised his face slightly, and Mu Sheng immediately threw the towel to wipe the sweat off his neck.

He returned to the starting point again, and it was the beginning of a fight.

The two attacked each other, raised the swords in their hands, and the moment they collided, the moment they collided, they only heard "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three very terrifying sounds, Lu Ran retreated in an instant, and Jian Ming was hit. .

"Damn it! I didn't see it clearly!" Several students covered their eyes. They were not blaming the two people on the field, but their own reaction not keeping up with their movements.

But Jiang Nuan saw it very clearly—Jian Ming and Lu Ran were about to attack each other and blocked each other, so the first "bang" happened, and at that moment Jian Ming reached the side where Lu Ran launched the second attack. Lu Ran slashed Lu Ran's shoulder, and Lu Ran resisted with his sword, so a second "bang" sounded, Lu Ran pressed his sword to fight back, and blocked with a concise backhand. The mutual defense between the two was no longer agile in so many matches Jiang Nuan had watched. The reaction or the superb defense can describe it.

After that, at the risk of exposing the effective position of his chest, Lu Ran slammed a sword on Jian Ming's arm, and was ready to miss a single blow and quickly retreated from Jian Jian's attacking distance, turning from attack to defense. Jiang Nuan was amazed by such an offense-defense transition.

But this is not the end. In the next strike, Jian Ming once again used his most incisive counter-attack skills. Like the three swords of the storm, Jiang Nuan could only recognize his first strike and slap Lu Ran's shoulder, and the second strike quickly Shifted to the waist, the third sword hit Lu Ran's arm like a spring while withdrawing from Lu Ran's attack distance.

Continuing, unstoppable.

"Mom...I feel like I'm watching the Olympics..."

The four swords have already ended, and the time spent on these four swords is just over a minute. If you don't count the time for the coach, referee and everyone to return to their positions, each sword will end in just a few seconds.

As the confrontation between them continued to escalate, the score saw back and forth, from a 2-2 draw all the way to a 10-10 draw.

Jiang Nuan's heart is boiling, this is the first-class level in the country, if Lu Ran's opposite is not Concise, and Concise's opposite is not Lu Ran, no one can show such superb sword skills!

She clenched her fists, her inner excitement indescribable.

At this moment, she didn't regret choosing this path at all, she wanted to go to a higher and farther place, her heart was surging, and she wanted to go to the height of Lu Ran and Jianming.

Lu Ran, who was on the kendo, turned sideways to fend off Jian Ming's attack and then suddenly took a half-lung step, striding forward like a glide, hitting Jian Ming's shoulder hard, and the score came to 14-14.

This is the beginning of the real confrontation between the two of them. Everything seems to have returned to the original point, but it is at another level.

Jiang Nuan also became nervous.

She knew too well how important it was for Lu Ran to go beyond simplicity.

Holding the sword, Lu Ran returned to the original place, and Jian Ming moved his neck, like a beast that was about to rush out at any time.

Jiang Nuan swallowed.

But obviously, this was not the last time they faced each other. The three consecutive swords hit each other and no one scored, which strained the atmosphere at the scene to the limit.

The battle at this time is no longer a battle of skill or speed, but who can seize the opportunity ahead of the opponent.

Seeing Jian Ming slashing horizontally at Lu Ran, Lu Ran raised his sword with his backhand to resist, and another slashed at his horizontally raised arm, Jiang Nuan wanted to close his eyes countless times and dared not look, but reason told her that she must see the end. .

This round of battle lasted for more than ten seconds. The transition between offense and defense was so fast that it was hard to breathe. Lu Ran seemed to be chased and beaten by Jian Ming, but every time he blocked Jian Jian’s sword blow, Jiang Nuan sincerely admired him. , because every blow was irresistible to Jiang Nuan, and Lu Ran seemed to be full of maddening adrenal glands, turning every impossible possibility into a possibility.

Lu Ran stood up abruptly, suppressed Jian Ming's sword that was about to hit his abdomen, and suddenly threw it at the opponent's shoulder without warning, and Jian Ming's sword also stabbed at him, Jiang Nuan saw that his scalp was numb, and the tip of Lu Ran's sword Jian Ming was stabbed, and then Jian Ming also hit Lu Ran.

There was a sudden silence in the arena.

Everyone looked at Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai raised his hand, indicating that Lu Ran scored with this sword.

Chen Lu took down the mobile phone he was holding, and everyone around him gathered around to watch the video of the last sword.

Chen Lu slowed down the speed, and then he could vaguely see that Lu Ran should hit first, then concisely.

Jiang Huai applauded first, followed by Mu Sheng and Xu Zitian, who also applauded and called "good" again and again.

Jiang Nuan was very quiet amid the cheers.

Lu Ran and Jian Ming both took off their face shields. Someone pushed Jiang Nuan behind him and saw Mu Sheng took two bottles of mineral water and gave one to Jiang Nuan: "You go and give it to Lu Ran, I'll take it. For Brother Jianming."

"Oh."

Although Jiang Nuan didn't understand why Mu Sheng made the division of labor so clear, she still took the mineral water to Lu Ran.

At this time, Lu Ran was shaking hands with Jian Ming. Both of them were holding their face guards and swords in their hands. The sweat in the face guards hung on their hair at this time. The hormones after the male fight were still permeating. As soon as Jiang Nuan approached, he felt that the sense of oppression that collided with each other seemed to be obvious again.

"You've become great again." Jian Ming said with a smile.

A temporary victory or defeat is not a big deal for Concise.

"See you at the National League. Before you meet me, don't be pulled down by other people." Lu Ran turned his face sideways, and the coldness in his eyes did not boil over from the struggle just now.

"Brother Jianming, drink water!" Mu Sheng had come up and handed the unscrewed mineral water to Jianming.

"Thank you." Jian Ming took the mineral water and smiled.

"Drinking water?" Jiang Nuan followed Lu Ran to the bench. As soon as he sat down, Jiang Nuan touched the tip of his nose with a mineral water bottle.

"Unscrew it." Lu Ran said, putting the protective face aside.

It was obviously Jiang Nuan's most hated imperative sentence, but Lu Ran's voice was different from the usual indifference. It was hoarse and low, with a kind of magnetism that sharpened his nerves. Jiang Nuan only felt the blood in his heart sink for a while, but he didn't hold his hand for a moment. The mineral water bottle fell to the ground.

She quickly squatted down to pick it up, the bottle rolled under the chair, she lay down on the ground directly, and half of her cheek was directly on Lu Ran's lap. When she realized it, she realized that she was squatting in the most awkward place. The moment he looked up, he met Lu Ran's lowered gaze, and the moment they touched it, it was about to burst into flames.

"...are you stupid..."

When his Adam's apple slipped, there was a buzzing sound in Jiang Nuan's ears.

Jiang Nuan stood up quickly, she was standing between Lu Ran's long legs, his legs were twisted, it seemed that because Jiang Nuan was also stiff there, the line of his calf was stretched, Jiang Nuan immediately took a step back, and then four Looking down, I found that several boys were laughing there, and Jane, who was surrounded by junior brothers and junior sisters, was looking at her. His eyes were like his sword, which stirred up not only the air, but also the nerves.

Lu Ran took the water in Jiang Nuan's hand, unscrewed the lid neatly, raised his hand, the slender and powerful lines of his forearm stretched instantly, the water poured down from the top of his head, and he closed himself. His eyes, the stream of water meandering down his brow bone and the bridge of his nose, ticking, paused at the wriggling Adam's apple, and then sank into his neck.

Like an invisible and bold hand, outlining his lines.

Jiang Nuan only felt that the air was extremely hot, and she took another step back.

Lu Ran raised his neck, fully exposed the lines that belonged to him, and drank the remaining water in the mineral water bottle.

"Go. Listen to what the coach has to say."

His voice seemed to return to the calm and indifferent before, and he came to Jiang Huai's side with Jian Ming.

The other students also gathered around.

Jiang Huai did not have any technical doubts about the confrontation between the two of them. Instead, he commented on the grasp of the offensive and defensive distances, the application of various counterattack tactics, and so on.

Others kept nodding, only Jiang Nuan's mind replayed the heart-breaking moments with Jiang Huai's comments.

Then came the basic exercises for ordinary students, and when Chen Lu was about to walk up to Jian Ming to propose a pair of exercises, Jian Ming had already shouted at Jiang Nuan: "Xiao Nuan, come here."

Everyone's eyes looked over in an instant.

"Brother Jianming?"

"Let's have a game." Jian Ming tidyed up his sword tip with a smile, and everything eased without the sharp momentum he had before.

"Ah? Me? My level is not that good..." Jiang Nuan scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Or do you think I lost to Lu Ran just now, so you're not interested in practicing against me?" Jian Ming asked with a smile.

"How is that possible! Brother Jianming, please be merciful, don't blow my self-confidence!"

After Jiang Nuan finished speaking, everyone laughed, and the groups of people who had already arranged for a pair of exercises couldn't help but gathered around.

Although he didn't have time to make his invitation, Chen Lu was also in high spirits. This little junior sister is their dark horse. Usually there are many practice matches between Lu Ran and Jiang Nuan. Jiang Nuan's response during this period of time And the speed is getting higher and higher to the level of male players, so Chen Lu can't help but worry that when Jiang Nuan becomes a college student, the top eight of the national college students will hardly have a place for her Chen Lu.

Jian Ming walked over with a smile and scratched her finger on the tip of her nose: "I want to see your truest level. Let's see how far Lu Ran has brought you. So, I don't guarantee..."

At that moment, Jiang Nuan felt that this game was not just a "guidance" of college students to high school students, but more like Jian Ming used Jiang Nuan to play against Lu Ran again.

Perhaps it was to smash all the skills and confidence that Lu Ran had brought to Jiang Nuan in the past few months.

Jiang Nuan swallowed, and she clenched the sword in her hand, trembling slightly.

This is not when I was a child with a sword and chopped at Jianming. At that time, Jianming would keep letting her go, giving her his arm to chop, lowering his waist, and pressing his shoulders to be her target. It doesn't matter if he wins or loses, he just wants to coax the little girl into laughing.

At this time, he wants to win her.

And taking ten thousand steps back, he will definitely win her.

Jiang Nuan was nervous, and the glove on his left hand between his arms just fell off.

Jiang Nuan squatted down and was about to put down the sword in her hand when someone squatted in front of her.

"What are you afraid of?"

When Lu Ran's eyes looked at her, it seemed as if an invisible force resisted her falling heart.

He picked up her gloves and put them on for her.

His fingertips pulled the edge of the glove and pulled upwards, his fingertips pressed tightly against her skin, Jiang Nuan suddenly wanted to hold him tightly.

Lu Ran's hand left, and when Jiang Nuan reacted, she had already grabbed his hand.

Lu Ran looked at Jiang Nuan in surprise. Jiang Nuan felt like a fool and was about to let go, but Lu Ran clenched his fingers and held her tightly through the gloves.

"Don't lose your sense of distance. The sense of distance between offense and defense is your unique advantage. Don't let him suppress your rhythm. Once you feel that you are being suppressed, follow him and seek changes. All attempts to subvert the concise rhythm. Intentions will be suppressed by him in turn, and he will make you more anxious."

"Yeah." Jiang Nuan nodded.

Lu Ran loosened her, then tightened the shoelaces for her, and patiently tucked the overly long shoelaces in.

"Go ahead. You're not fighting him to prove me, you're getting what you want from him."

Lu Ran stood up, and when he walked away, the person standing opposite was Jian Bing, all expressions on his face were put away, and he pressed down his mask.

There is a dry heat in the air.

Jiang Nuan pressed down his shield and looked at the opponent in front of him.

She salutes each other, no matter whether it is concise or Lu Ran, they all represent their era, perhaps the highest level of sabre in this country, and a high level that she can't understand in the regular arena.

Not every female saber athlete can get the chance to confront them, and how lucky I am at the moment.

Jiang Nuan made his preparations.

Mu Sheng came to Lu Ran worriedly, and whispered, "Brother Jian Ming will be merciful? After all, little junior sister is a girl anyway, and... Brother Jian Ming seems to like her very much..."

"He won't be merciful. In his opinion, Xiao Nuan's current level is the result of his long-term practice with me. Xiao Nuan's offense and defense have my shadow, and what Jane wants is to destroy my shadow."

"So... What if Xiao Nuan loses confidence?" Mu Sheng frowned, listening to Lu Ran's words, Jian Ming would definitely come to the truth.

"In Xiaonuan's eyes, Jianming is an absolute strong. Losing to the strong will only make Xiaonuan absorb everything Jianming shows her like a sponge. It's like Xiaonuan learns from me in every practice. Everything is the same. Xiao Nuan has no experience in large-scale competitions. In her previous club, the only opponent who could be her opponent was He Zheng, but He Zheng's level is not enough. Come to Huaifeng..."

"When she comes to Huaifeng, her only opponent is you, so she gets all her experience from you, and her style of play will become more and more like you. 'Xiang Luran' in the women's sword will make the little girl more and more like you. Nuan is very lethal to opponents, but in the face of Jianming, this will be a fatal flaw, because Jianming knows you too well!" Mu Sheng immediately understood what Lu Ran meant.

"That's fine. I don't want her to be like me or anyone else. I want her to be 'Jiang Nuan'."

At the beginning of the first sword, Jian Ming stabbed straight and mercilessly.

Jiang Nuan had long been accustomed to Lu Ran's speed and strength. In the face of a straightforward direct attack, Jiang Nuan was instantly ready to defend. The concise chop speed was too fast, and Jiang Nuan almost didn't hold it.

The hand holding the sword felt the powerful force, and then the second sword struck immediately. In such a thrilling moment, Jiang Nuan quickly withdrew from the concise attack distance, but Jianming advanced rapidly, and the pace under his feet was completely faster than Jiang Nuan, The shot quickly hit Jiang Nuan's shoulder.

Everyone exhaled.

Chen Lu clenched her fists subconsciously, she knew very well that Jiang Nuan's resistance level was already very high, in the whole embrace, even the female saber coach Huang might not be able to hold it.

Across the face, Jiang Nuan heard the concise "concentrate".

Unlike his usual gentle voice, there was a sense of awe.

Jiang Nuan took a deep breath, and the two returned to both sides of the center line.

The second strike started again. The concise arm length allowed him to attack farther than Jiang Nuan. His stab attacks and slashes were intertwined. As he walked faster and faster, his attack speed was so high that Jiang Nuan's nerves were about to break.

She seems to be walking on the hairline, subtle deviations and hesitations will make her fall. This time her defense is very good. At that moment, she seized the gap between Jian Bing's advance and counterattacked, but she did not expect Jian Bing to take advantage of the situation. The sliding sword shifted the attack and stabbed Jiang Nuan.